I'll take some of this, I'll have some of thatAnd several more of theseNow that I see it, I know what I likeSo I'll like it if you pleaseI ain't nobody's princess, stuck in Sunday SchoolSo I'll help myself to loveAnd have the whole careerDon't wrap it up, I'll eat it here

Just look at you now, the ultimate guyClass and wit and styleOnce I might have pretended, to be someone elseAttracting you with guileBut now I'm not about to dress up, in some other woman's shoesI've got nothing to loseSo I'll help myself to love,Gather round and cheerDon't wrap it up, I'll eat it here